Best Friend Fantasy

I put my head on the pillow and think about yesterday in the hotel lobby. Your hands on my body, your tongue searching for mine, your teeth biting my lower lip. I liked the way you kiss. I wanted more. We both knew we shouldn't be doing this. We've been friends for so many years. We're both in a relationship. You're getting married next summer! But neither of us had the strength to stop. My brain was a mess. Alcohol, adrenaline, your smell, your touch, your taste. Time stopped, or rather it froze around us into a bubble of heat and sexual tension, and longing for more.

I'm lying in your guest bedroom, and my hands start to wander. I let my fingers brush against my skin, imagining your hands, or better, your lips, scanning my body the way you described it to me last night. You wanted to kiss me here, and a little bit lower, and lower. I can still hear your voice in my head and it turns me on. I'm getting wet by the thought of your skin against mine. Your breath sends shivers of lust down my legs. Would you play with my feet? brush your hands from my heel slowly, gently, all the way up. Avoid the lips for now, don't touch my clit, tease me a little longer. I feel the tension building up inside me. Your hands come further up, it feels like you're going to touch my nipples but you avoid them at the last millisecond. I let out a groan. Please. Please touch them. They're dying to be brushed and licked and sucked on and played with.

I'm dripping now. How good would it feel to have your hard cock slide inside me now. In and out, deep, slowly at first, so you can gauge my every reaction, enjoy my every groan and moan.

Pin me down so I can't move, hold my hands together above my head. Pretend you're going to kiss me and then stop just before reaching my lips. I want you. Say NO when I beg you.

Come up higher in bed so I can suck you, lick you, take you down my throat. You're in control, I will do as I'm told. Go as deep as you want, as fast as you want. Be rough if you like it, or tease me until I can't take it anymore. I want to see your power, your strength. I want to feel how hard you can get. I want to hear your breath getting heavier, your skin getting hotter, pearls of sweat rolling down your muscles.

Slide back inside me now, my legs on your left shoulder. One hand rubbing my clit, the other playing with my nipples. I'm getting close, this might get messy.

Grab my body and turn me around. Yes, I like it from behind. I turn my head to look over my shoulder into your eyes. You're starting to thrust harder, faster, and I can feel you might be losing control. Let go, Alex, push my head down into the sheets as your juices come gushing deep inside me.

I come back to my senses, and hope I wasn't too loud. I know it will happen. One day. I'm in no rush. 

Whenever it happens, it will be well worth the wait. I'm 100% sure of that.